The Burning Grounds [Psyche]

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The Burning Grounds [Psyche]

Psyche the DarkEmpress Posts: 380

Deceased

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3 hh :: 8 (ages in Orangemoon) Buff: ENDURE

RayoDeSoleil

#14

01-22-2013, 11:44 PM

"How would you suppose we show them the error of their ways?"

She does not hesitate. "Well, that is easy, darling. They convert, or they die." As Chernobyl assumes a more confident posture, the shadow-mare realizes that her duty to her pupil is almost complete. They are discussing the future of their race, after all, and in the bigger picture, will either of them truly come out ahead? The jackal knows that she will rule in this life, but so too does she know that she will die one day. The legacy that she leaves will be dependent on Chernobyl, and others like her. To pretend superiority over her own kind would be to assume a god-like status, and she knows that her position can be taken as easily as it was given. She is no god, nor will she claim such a title.

"More specifically, though, you may categorize as follows: the rulers, the followers, the mutants, and the traitors. Unicorns that choose our path, the rightful path, they are the rulers. Unicorns that love our inferiors, well -" She laughs, but there is not mirth. "- they are the traitors. The followers are the hornless, and the mutants the skyrats. Mutants must die. Followers must serve, or die. Traitors, too, will die.

"And so, you see, we will reign. There is blood to be shed, yes, but ultimately, our legacy will be brilliant." The fae continues to question her, and the jackal knows that it is a test, a challenge of her leadership. "Why, we have already begun, dear. We have among us skilled assassins, well-versed in the art of poison. Better still, some of our members have already taken slaves, kidnapped lessers, tortured them. Upon their release, well..." she chuckles again, and this time, there is glee. "The world will know our name."

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